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Verse 1
(D major) Smith was a Bristol man
And a rare old sort was he
With his (G major) cutlass and his (A major) pistols,
heave- ya (D major) ho
He'd a noble crew of cut- throats
Who used to scour the sea
A plun (G major) derin' and a rob (A major) bin',
high and low (D major)
He swore (A major) 'twas no concern',
He didn't give a herrin'
Bout right or wrong or any holy show (D major)
He swore that grabbin' booty (G major)
Was (D major) Britain's foremost (G major) duty
Wherever (D major) she could (A major) get it,
heave- ya (D major) ho
Verse 2
Heave- ya (A major) ho, Heave- ya (D major) ho,
He swore that grabbin' booty (G major) was
(D major) Britain's foremost (G major) duty
Wherever (D major) she could get (A major) it, heave- ya (D major) ho
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Verse 3
Smith (D major) had a noble soul
And lofty was his pride
With his (G major) cutlass and his pis (A major) tols,
heave- ya ho (D major)
He'd watch his beaten foe- men
Jump out into the tide
Call ye (G major) beggars who had
(A major) no where else to go (D major)
And (A major) hanging from his lanyards
Swung Portuguese and Spaniards
And beaten Frenchmen
jumping to and (D major) fro
Right along the blazin' story (G major)
Shall al (D major) lure in England's (G major) glory
(D major) Pirate Smith of Bris (A major) tol, heave- ya (D major) ho
Verse 4
Heave- ya (A major) ho, Heave- ya (D major) ho,
He swore that grabbin' booty (G major) was
(D major) Britain's foremost (G major) duty
Wherever (D major) she (A major) could get it,
heave- ya (D major) ho
Verse 5
But accidents (D major) they happen even
to heroes such as he
With his (G major) cutlass and his (A major) pistols,
heave- ya (D major) ho
He was standing on his capstan
as happy as could be
Hoping (G major) soon to have an
other (A major) prize in tow (D major)
When a (A major) whistling Spanish bullet
Came and caught him in his gullet
And very sad to say it laid him low (D major)
He was only ninety- sev (G major) en,
But his (D major) soul has gone to heav (G major) en
To rest (D major) on Nelson's (A major) bosom,
heave- ya (D major) ho
Heave- ya (A major) ho, Heave- ya (D major) ho,
He was only ninety (G major) seven
(D major) But his soul has (G major) gone to (D major) Heaven
To rest in (A major) Nelson's (D major)
bosom, heave- ya ho
Verse 6
Heave- ya (A major) ho, Heave- ya ho, (D major)
He swore that grabbin' booty (G major)
Was (D major) Britain's foremost (G major) duty
Wherever (D major) she (A major) could get it, heave- ya (D major) ho
Smith Of Bristol
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